Mocking the unverified but widely considered not-all-that-improbable report of Trump hiring Russian prostitutes to put on a pee show on a hotel bed previously used by the Obamas (and, yes, this is the actual president-elect we’re talking about, God save us all), Baldwin’s Trump kept Freudian-slipping like he was walking in a puddle of warm urine on a cold bathroom floor. Attempting to divert the steady flow (sorry) of questions from the beleaguered press corps, Trump promises “a thick stream of jobs,” before doubling down with the added bonus of “the biggest, strongest, steadiest stream,” and concluding with the boast that he’s “a major whiz at jobs.” You get it.
Sure, there were jokes about Trump’s upcoming, largely star-free inauguration (he hypes up 3 Doors Down and “the Rockette with the least money in her savings”), and the sketch sees the Donald belittling BuzzFeed and CNN (as you do, when you’re a petulant man-baby terrified to answer substantive questions), but we’re mainly here for the potty stuff. Trump implies that he’s not long for the job, suggesting Mike Pence will be sworn in as the country’s 46th president in about two months, and there’s the requisite joke about all those supposedly definitive file folders about his financial situation that no one was allowed to touch or look at in any way but which were totally real. But when it came right down to it, and Beck Bennett’s shirtless Vladimir Putin taunted Trump with a VHS tape marked “Pee Pee Tape,” this Trump just had pee on his brain.
